I have just dragged myself out of bed - should have a shower, can't remember when I last had one.
Had bereavement counselling this week, was honest I don't want to be here.
Have been drinking myself into a stupor every night for the past week and falling into bed hugging my husband's blanket that he had in hospital. I know drink isn't the answer but it's the only thing that helps the pain. I've had liver problems before and I'm hoping if I continue then it will pack up and then I can be with him.
I don't think my medication helps at all. I know there is a grieving process but in order to move on you have to want to. I have nothing to move on for.